Sadie Kinna Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

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So, brothel—whaddya think? Oldest gig in the book, right? Been around forever, like wood dust in my shop. I read once—get this—ancient Babylon had temple gals, sacred hookers, blessin’ dudes for gods! Wild, huh? Makes me chuckle, picturin’ some priest goin’, “Bless ya, son, now pay up!” History’s nuts, man. Nuts! And it ain’t just sex—nah, it’s power, it’s cash, it’s lonely saps needin’ a hug. Gets me mad, tho—guys exploitin’ gals, treatin’ ‘em like scraps. Pisses me off! But then—surprise—some ladies run the show, callin’ shots, stackin’ gold. Like Yubaba in the movie, huh? “Give me your name!”—boom, she owns ya.

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By the end of the day, I’m beat but happy. Kinna’s got its quirks, but it’s home. I wouldn’t trade it for anything. Even with the crazy parades, the broken clocks, and the rogue cobblestones. It’s just another day in the life of a cooper in Kinna. And honestly? I wouldn’t have it any other way.

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